Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 5763 (five thousand seven hundred and sixty-three) Bamboo Shoots

The Gray Hand Man said, “I can only say that I hope the feeling will appear.”

The brown-handed man said, "The sound of rain seems to be getting heavier again."

"Yes, it feels like the rain is getting heavier." said the man with gray hands.

"I can't tell any changes just by looking at him." said the man with brown hands.

"That's not surprising," said the Gray Hand Man. "There haven't been any changes above the Tree Bead that we can see, have there?"

"There is nothing I can see at the moment, and as for what I cannot see, it is hard to say." said the man with brown hands.

"When you said something that can't be seen, I thought that the two 'wings' might move to the sides again." asked the Gray Hand Man.

“If something appears in the middle again, we may not be able to touch the two ‘wings’.” said the brown-handed man.

As the brown-handed man was saying this, the two wings emitted a brown light, and something appeared again between the two "wings".

"Just as I was talking, here I come." said the man with gray hands.

"The distance between the two 'wings' has indeed increased again." said the brown-handed man.

"They all changed color, too," said the Gray-Handed Man.

"It's brown this time," said the man with brown hands.

"What does that thing in the middle look like?" asked the man with gray hands.

"It looks like a bamboo shoot." The brown-handed man said, "It's a bigger bamboo shoot than the corn just now."

"Yes, the silk of the 'corn' just now is also considered a part of the 'corn'. By this comparison, the 'bamboo shoots' now are also bigger than the 'corn' just now." said the man with gray hands.

"It's really much bigger." said the man with brown hands.

"The distance between the two 'wings' has increased significantly." said the Gray Hand Man.

"Otherwise, the 'bamboo shoots' would have run into them long ago." said the brown-handed man.

"It's as if those two 'wings' are deliberately hiding from the thing in the middle." The gray-handed man said. "Or maybe they are making room for the thing in the middle?" asked the brown-handed man.

“Yes, maybe within a certain period of time, once they encounter each other, it will affect what happens next?” said the man with gray hands.

"I don't understand." The brown-handed man said, "The color of the bamboo shoots seems to have changed a little now. Am I dazzled?"

"No way." The Gray Hand Man said, "I think you are right. Although it has become less obvious, it has definitely changed."

"What direction do you see?" said the brown-handed man. "I mean the color."

"It's changing towards brown," the Gray-Handed Man answered.

"I see the same thing," said the brown-handed man. "It's still changing."

Gray Hand said, "Do you think it will eventually turn into the same brown color as the left and right 'wings'?"

"I think so." said the brown-handed man. "That's what I think."

The Gray Hand Man said, "If they all turn brown, will they then become one?"

"Now that you mention it, I think this is indeed possible." said the man with brown hands.

"I don't know how long it will take." The Gray Hand Man said, "I think the bamboo shoots are changing quite slowly now."

The brown-handed man said, “It seems to be getting slower and slower.”

"Will it slowly stop changing, and we won't be able to see it turn the same color as the two 'wings'?" asked the Gray-Handed Man.

"I don't know why, but I feel that sooner or later they will turn into the same color." said the man with brown hands.

"Isn't this a deep feeling?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"No," said the brown-handed man, "this is just my superficial feeling, the kind of superficial feeling that I tend to believe."

(End of this chapter)